My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

The village chief also looked north in the direction of the chicken. He felt that the process of receiving the soul was like playing hide-and-seek with an invisible person. It was both mysterious and interesting.

After half an hour of tossing and turning, the chicken in the village chief's arms finally turned its attention to itself and let out a crisp cry.

"Giggle!"

“Cluck…cluck…cluck!”

A hint of joy flashed in the village chief's eyes, and he murmured to himself: "Back! Is this what you mean by coming back? It must be!"

At this time, Fatty Wang and Zhang Qilin also walked into the yard. Seeing the village chief talking to himself, Fatty Wang started to talk to him and asked, "Village chief, what's going on? Have you finished it?"

The village chief nodded repeatedly, pointed at the family fairy in his arms and said excitedly: "The family fairy looked at me just now! That should be enough, right?"

Fatty Wang smiled and said, "That should be correct! Don't worry, it's getting late, go back to the house and go to bed!"

The village chief smiled and said nothing more. However, he did not put the chicken back into the coop. Instead, he carried it into the bedroom and muttered quietly, "You are the fairy of the family! I can't let you live in a cage anymore. Otherwise, I will be neglecting the fairy of the family!"

Fatty Wang shook his head and smiled bitterly, then followed Zhang Qilin into the room.

He asked casually, "Do you think that Bai Wuchang saw us today?" Thinking of Bai Wuchang's look just now, he couldn't help but feel a cold sweat. They didn't have a fourth-rank official position now, and who knows what would happen if they were discovered.

Zhang Qilin took off his shoes silently, went to bed, covered himself with the quilt, and said, "We'll set off tomorrow night! Drive the corpse back to the inn."

"Tomorrow?" Fatty Wang frowned, then said softly, "That's fine, then I'll just deal with those people from the archaeological team during the day."

……

The next morning, Zhang Qilin ran outside the village to practice with the black gold ancient sword.

Fatty Wang was still asleep when he heard an extremely excited voice coming from the door.

"Boom boom boom!"

"Mr. Wang!"

"Boom boom boom!"

"Mr. Wang? Are you awake?"

Fatty Wang climbed out of bed with a helpless look on his face, thinking that it was really not easy to get a good night's sleep now!
I get woken up in one way or another almost every morning.

He simply put on two pieces of clothes and walked to the door, opened it and asked, "What's up, village chief? I remember you guys stayed up late yesterday, right? Aren't you sleepy?"

The village chief looked at Fatty Wang excitedly and gave him a thumbs up, saying, "Hey! Most of the villagers are up and we just had a meeting!"

"What meeting?" Fatty Wang asked in confusion after a long while of not waking up. "What are you going to talk to me about in the meeting?"

The village chief smiled even more brightly and then said, "There are actually two things to talk about in this meeting! One is that I had a dream last night that I came to find myself! The strangest thing is that many people in our village have dreamed of this, and everyone dreamed that they came to find themselves! After we thought about it, we think that the residual soul has returned to our bodies! You said that Mr. Yin Yang is really amazing! He actually helped us find our residual soul! How do you think we should thank Mr. Yin Yang!"

Fatty Wang blinked and couldn't help feeling a little strange.

Dreamed of it all?
Isn't this a bit magical?

However, he still patted the village chief on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Hey, don't look at how surprised you are. This is the basic operation of my shopkeeper. Okay, if you really want to thank me, just settle the money for this commission. We should also set off to go back."

The village chief nodded repeatedly with a beaming look on his face: "That's for sure, the money has been collected! And we plan to build a temple for the Yin-Yang Master at the entrance of the village! I told you yesterday about this. I wonder if the Yin-Yang Master has any taboos? If not, we will start construction today!"

Fatty Wang looked at the village chief and was stunned for a moment.

He thought the village chief was just joking, but he didn't expect them to make the decision so quickly.

So he paused and stared at the village chief for a while, then asked, "Then... is it just one of our shopkeepers?"

The village chief was also stunned for a moment, then immediately laughed and said, "No, no, no! That's definitely not the case! This time it's all thanks to Mr. Yin Yang and you, so how could this temple only have Mr. Yin Yang? Naturally, we have to enshrine you and Mr. Yin Yang together. Hahaha!"

Fatty Wang couldn't help laughing, patted the village chief on the shoulder, and then said: "Village chief, that's not what I meant, but since you said so, I can't refuse, right? Let's just leave it at that, we don't have any taboos, when you make the statue later, just remember to make it thinner for me, and it would be better if it's more handsome, hahaha! By the way, we have two gentlemen in the inn, so we can put them in together."

Seeing this, the village chief smiled and nodded repeatedly, saying, "Okay, just give me the photo later and I'll ask the craftsmen to carve it. Mr. Wang, you can take a rest first. I'll go and inform the villagers!"

Fatty Wang smiled and nodded, then sent the village chief away.

After returning to the room, he immediately sent a WeChat message to Hao Xie: "Hao Xie, please send me a photo later, preferably one that looks handsome."

After sending the message, he touched his chin and murmured, "There will definitely be no problem with Zhang Hao and Hao Xie. But Zhang Qilin...does he have a photo?"

……

In the evening, Zhang Qilin returned to the village after practicing with the black gold ancient sword.

At this time, it was early morning and he was standing at the door of the village chief's warehouse, staring at the talisman paper on the door for a few seconds.

The writing on the talisman paper is slowly fading. In a few minutes, the writing on the talisman paper will completely disappear.

Fatty Wang stood beside Zhang Qilin, looking at the disappearing words on the talisman paper in confusion and couldn't help asking, "Brother Qilin, you and Brother Zhang Hao seem to have a good understanding now! Does he usually give you tasks in this way?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Fatty Wang indifferently and said nothing.

He could understand what Zhang Hao meant, and Zhang Hao would communicate with him in a way that Zhang Qilin could understand.

At this moment, the writing on the talisman disappeared. Zhang Qilin reached out and tore it off the door, pushed open the door, and asked, "Have all the villagers been notified?"

Fatty Wang nodded and responded, "Everyone has been notified."

"Tell them not to go out at night to avoid disturbing the corpses." Zhang Qilin nodded slightly and then walked into the warehouse.

In the warehouse, the Ten Corpses that Zhang Hao fished out of the water were lying quietly on the ground.

What is surprising is that even though the body has been there for seven days, it is still wet.

The water on the corpse flowed down and once it touched the ground it quickly seeped into the soil, but there was no trace of moisture left on the land.

"No wonder they are called the Ten Corpse Demons. Their evil spirit is indeed extraordinary." Zhang Qilin said with a frown.

He couldn't help but compare the Ten Corpse Demons in front of him with the corpses that Lin Jiu brought last time, and found that the Ten Corpse Demons in front of him were even more powerful than the corpses that Lin Jiu brought. He shook his head secretly and sighed softly: "It's a great pity that I didn't see the shopkeeper retrieve the corpse with my own eyes."

Fatty Wang stared at Zhang Qilin, and after a while he whispered, "This guy, has he become possessed by the devil from driving corpses?"

He recalled the scene when he had lunch with Chen Wenjin and others at noon. Chen Wenjin and Dapeng had asked him about the new gentleman in the village.

They heard that a new gentleman who was taciturn and seldom showed up had come to the Yin Yang Inn, so much so that no one knew his name and even few people had seen him.

These days, Zhang Qilin gets up early in the morning and goes outside the village to practice with the black gold ancient sword, so few people see him.

If a person with such a personality is placed at the dining table, it must be a torment for him.

However, even if Zhang Qilin knew that someone invited him to have dinner together, he would probably decline.

At this time, Zhang Qilin took out the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell from his arms, walked to the ten corpses, and checked the general symbols on their eyebrows.

These talismans were all pasted by Zhang Hao, so their effects were naturally far better than the ones drawn by Zhang Qilin.

Therefore, he was not too worried. After a brief inspection, he stood at the door, rang the corpse-driving bell in his hand, and shouted in a low voice: "Heavenly Star of the North, Earthly Star of the South! Follow my command, raise the corpses!"

As the corpse-driving bell rang, the ten corpses in the warehouse did not move, but suddenly opened their eyes.

Then, Zhang Qilin rang the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell again and shouted in a low voice: "Get up!" At this moment, the Ten Corpse Evils on the ground stood up straight and stood directly in front of Zhang Qilin.

Zhang Qilin was not in a hurry to drive the corpses away, but walked around the Ten Corpses again.

Although Zhang Hao had stripped away seven or eight out of ten of the evil spirits of the Ten Corpses, their evil spirits would still be difficult to control without the suppression of the General's Talisman.

In addition, the general talisman pasted on their foreheads this time was drawn by Zhang Hao, so it should be no problem to suppress it for a hundred years.

So Zhang Qilin nodded again, then shook his wrist and shouted: "The Yin people are on their way, the Yang people are returning! The ghosts retreat, do not disturb the returning people!"

At the same time, at the other end of Sanjiashan Village, Chen Wenjin and Dapeng were sitting in front of their notebooks, recording the information about Sanjiashan.

They recorded everything from the history of Sanjia Mountain to its legends, including the incident in which the village chief was struck by evil spirits.

They did not ask the village chief about the incident because he did not want to mention it.

Therefore, Chen Wenjin asked other villagers and found out the whole story of the Zhongsha incident.

At this time, the two men had just recorded the village chief's affairs and stretched their bodies.

"Oh my god!" Dapeng shouted exaggeratedly, "I'm so tired! I would never have believed you saying that the village chief was possessed by an evil spirit."

Chen Wenjin nodded, checked the information to see if it was complete, and then said, "Yes, if it weren't for this Yin-Yang Master, we wouldn't know that there are such bizarre things in the world."

She changed the subject, "By the way, a man from the Yin Yang Inn came to the village these past few days. He is said to be a footman there. Did you find out who he is?"

Dapeng shook his head and said, "I squatted at the door of the village chief's house before dawn this morning. I really saw the walker, but he ran too fast and got up too early. I squatted behind the tree at the door of the village chief's house at four o'clock, but he came out at half past four, and the dog was still sleeping at that time!"

Chen Wenjin frowned and asked, "Then what?"

Dapeng looked at her innocently, "Then he ran away. I wanted to chase him, but he ran too fast. I just took two steps and he disappeared. And it was still dark at the time. He was wearing a black robe and a hood. People with poor eyesight couldn't see where he was!"

Chen Wenjin shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "You are really useless! You can't even keep an eye on one person!"

Dapeng was also helpless, thinking that the speed of the walking master was simply terrifying, it was not even a human speed!

After a while, Dapeng thought for a moment and continued, "But I know one more thing. I heard that the two gentlemen from the Yin Yang Inn will leave tonight to transport the body back. Captain Chen, do you want to go and take a look?"

As soon as he finished speaking, an eerie ringing sound was heard outside the house.

"Ring..." Then a long shout sounded, "The Yin people are on their way, the Yang people are returning! Ghosts, please retreat, and do not disturb the returning people!"

Dapeng stood up suddenly, looked at Chen Wenjin and said, "They must have set off! When we were drinking with Fatty Wang at noon, didn't we ask him about corpse-driving? Fatty Wang said that when the walking man drove the corpse, he would shake something called a corpse-driving bell. This must be it! Let's go and take a look?"

Chen Wenjin blinked, then picked up her coat and said in a deep voice: "Let's go! Let's take a look!" So they went to the entrance of Sanjiashan Village together. It was dark and windy, the shadows of the trees were swaying, the weeds on the roadside made rustling sounds, and there were several strange shadows on the path. A bell suddenly broke the silence here, and then there was a shout that made this night even more creepy.

"bell……"

"bell……"

"bell……"

Along with the crisp ringing sound, Zhang Qilin chanted: "The Yin people are on their way, the Yang people are returning! Ghosts retreat, do not disturb the returning people!"

Every time he rang the Yin-Yang Corpse-Driving Bell in his hand, the ten corpses in black cloaks behind him would jump once in unison.

Although Zhang Qilin has only been involved in corpse-driving for a short time, he is already quite skilled.

Fatty Wang next to him couldn't help but observe carefully. Although he was learning to be a corpse retriever, he was also quite interested in driving corpses. After all, having many skills is always good. Wouldn't it be more powerful if he had two professions?

But compared to Zhang Qilin, his talent is still slightly inferior.

The two of them had already walked out of the village. Fatty Wang looked at the endless path ahead and couldn't help asking, "Brother Qilin, do you usually drive corpses for hundreds of miles?"

Zhang Qilin did not answer, but continued to stare ahead, moving forward steadily with the corpse.

Fatty Wang put his hands in his pockets, shook his head, and muttered, "How long will it take to get to the inn? I'm still a little puzzled. It only takes you one or two days to get to the military area from the inn. How can you get there so quickly?"

He turned to look at Zhang Qilin and asked curiously, "Did Brother Zhang Hao give you some secret weapon?"

Zhang Qilin glanced at Fatty Wang and said calmly, "With the magic talisman, we won't be delayed too long on the road."

When Fatty Wang heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

Although he had heard of the magic talisman, he had never seen one.

Seeing Zhang Qilin mention it, I couldn't help but want to see it for myself. (End of this chapter)